Morbid pet

The tense atmosphere is on the verge of burning.

Xie Zhao put the sword in his hand back behind his back, and walked up to Gongsun Yu with Changle in his arms. He smiled slightly: "My father is a tea merchant in the south of the Yangtze River. When I was 16 years old, my house was ransacked by bandits, and I managed to escape." On the day I was born, I followed the beggars all the way to Chang'an, and then entered the palace to serve the emperor wholeheartedly."

Chang Le was shocked, this was exactly what was recorded on his Zong disc.

But why did she always find it so strange?

There are no more than two kinds of people who enter the palace as eunuchs:

One is from a poor family and was sold in by family members.

The second is that the family members made a mistake and were forcibly taken into the palace as eunuchs.

How can someone take the initiative to enter the palace as a eunuch?

Changle was silent.

Gongsun Yu's eyes and brows were tinged with joy, "Xie Zhao, you are interesting, and you can enter the deep palace on your own initiative."

Xie Zhao's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help tightening his grip on Chang Le, "Gongsun Yu, don't change the subject. You said that you won't inherit the title of General, and you are rushing to open a black market to sell it to the Ming court. Declare war, if Old General Gongsun knew what you were like today, he would have come back alive from the grave."

Gongsun Yu's eyes turned cold again, his eyes were poisonous, he raised his hand lightly, and his voice was like a devil's whisper: "Xie Zhao, it's useless for you to provoke me, you have come to my territory, do you think you can still do it?" Go out with all beard and tail?"

Gongsun Yu's hands closed together suddenly, into fists: "You don't need to worry about my family affairs."

Chang Le came out from behind Xie Zhao, "Gongsun, you sent the two groups of people who assassinated me before, right?"

Gongsun Yu's eyes suddenly softened, and there was only surging and endless nostalgia inside. He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, fearing that this nostalgia would make her hate him even more, "Chuchu, listen to my explanation, I have already arranged All your retreats, that time on the bank of the Xuan River, I even prepared the corpse of suspended animation! It was Xie Zhao, the evil god, who jumped into the river and messed up the whole game of chess!" At the end His voice was almost roaring, roaring!
Chang Le just shook his head lightly, and took two steps back slowly.

She whispered: "You all want to use your own methods to keep me in captivity, enslave me, and kidnap me, but I am not a pet in the palm of any of you, or a bird in a cage. I also have unfulfilled wishes and things I have to do, sorry gone."

As she said that, she ran out. Xie Zhao and Gongsun Yu didn't care about their grievances, so they ran out to chase her.

In the huge black market, all kinds of people passed by Chang Le, only her bloodshot eyes could be seen red from suffocation.

"neat!"

"Li Chuchu!"

The sound of chasing was getting closer and closer, she didn't want her appearance to be seen by the two of them, so she hid sideways in a wine shop.

The proprietress of the restaurant is a woman with a scar on her face. If she didn't have this scar, she must be considered a beautiful woman. She is dressed in a crimson gauze dress, and her breasts are very low. If you look closely, you can see it clearly. Laughing and walking over with the wine list.

The proprietress put the wine list in front of Chang Le, and Chang Le held it in her hand to look at it. After a long while, she asked, "What kind of wine do you sell best?"

The proprietress said coquettishly, "Red crisp wine."

Chang Le nodded, handed her the wine list, and said coldly: "Then serve this to me."

The proprietress asked, "How many bottles?"

Chang Le said casually: "Three bottles."

The proprietress's face was full of smiles, this red crisp powder is the best seller, it is the most expensive in their store, a bottle costs 1000 taels of silver, this woman is wearing a filial piety dress, but she has an extraordinary demeanor Should not be a poor ghost.

"Okay, wait a minute." The proprietress walked into the lounge with a smile, and brought out three bottles of aged red crisps from the depths of the kiln.

The wine in the black market has magical effects, and the magical effect of this red crisp powder is that after drinking, both men and women will be very different.
Specifically, let the guest officer taste it by himself.

After all, a bottle of thousand gold wine has no side effects. Whoever drinks it knows that the feeling of being in a celestial state is really unsatisfactory.

The proprietress came out of the cellar with a smile, took a tray from the front desk neatly, arranged the three bottles of wine into a triangle, and put a brand new dragon fish wine cup on the side, she turned her head and told the waiter: " Go and order food and drinks for the distinguished guests, and bring the ones you choose." She urged.

Xiao Er quickly ran into the kitchen to get the food.

Chang Le was in a daze, only to realize that he was sitting in the lobby, isn't this obvious to anyone who cares?

No way
At this moment, the proprietress came over with a smile on her face and put the tray on the table.

As soon as Chang Le grasped her wrist, the proprietress said coquettishly, "Your honored guest, you like my family?" She chuckled again: "It's not that my family can't drink with you all night."

Chang Le choked a little, "No, I want you to change my seat." She pointed to the private seat upstairs, "I want to sit upstairs."

Before the words fell, the proprietress picked up the tray and left, saying as she walked, "Come on! I will arrange the best seat for you."

Only then did Chang Le nodded and followed. She was really afraid that this was a black shop, but when she saw the prices on the wine list that were much higher than usual, she stabilized her mind. Good luck.

After all, she does have money, but she has never had the habit of carrying money. On weekdays, Dian Cui and Die Shi would carry money.

Right now she has nothing on her.

She is in trouble again.

This is hiding from people, it is impossible to take the initiative to find someone to let him pay the bill!
Chang Le frowned and thought for a while, his bracelet could be given to the proprietress, but he didn't know if she would like it.

The landlady's soft laughter brought her back to reality, "My dear guest, can you see if this private seat suits you?"

The screen in the private seat blocks the left and right very well, and the downstairs can't see the upstairs at all, and the surrounding decoration is also very elegant.

Chang Le nodded and sat down, "Leave it alone."

Having been in a high position for a long time, she never felt that there was anything wrong with ordering others. She sat down neatly by herself, and then stared at the murals on the wall in a daze.

This is a reprint of a picture of one hundred scenes in the south of the Yangtze River. It is a huge picture scroll showing the life, entertainment, work and other aspects of the people in the south of the Yangtze River at that time. She had seen this painting in Zhou Yu's study before, and his was the real one. , and the present one is nothing more than a parody.

Thinking of this, she raised her lips and smiled.

In an instant, he frowned again.

After the Zhou family was ransacked, all the belongings were returned to the state treasury, but she went to the state treasury to see, and there was no such painting at all.

Who the hell stole it?
She searched for a long time. She thought it was Jun Sizhe, that good-for-nothing second son who loves to paint, but on the night the house was burned, she found nothing with him.

The proprietress has quickly opened the three bottles of red crisp wine, then turned around and took out a cheap wine glass for herself from the cabinet behind her, and poured some of it. "Guest, come, I will have a drink with you."

Chang Le took the wine glass handed over by the proprietress, but shook his head.

"I want the cup in your hand."

The proprietress sighed at this man's defense, smiled slightly, drank the glass in her hand, then poured the wine from the dragon fish glass into the cheap wine glass, and drank it again, then she turned the glass over, After indicating that there is not a drop of wine left, he said, "You can drink it."

Chang Le nodded, acquiescing to her statement, and then poured out the scarlet wine from the pink ceramic bottle.

The proprietress explained in a warm voice: "Red crisp wine is an heirloom recipe in our family. It is brewed with the best mulberries and grapes for 49 days, and then buried under the frost and snow for a cold winter before adding some secret recipes. You only have this bottle of wine, drink it, and keep it to make you feel ecstatic, and you will wake up feeling refreshed the next day."

Chang Le raised her hand to stop her salesmanship: "Enough, Ben." Gong, before saying anything, immediately changed his words: "I see, you go down, you don't need to drink with me."

After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in his hand in one gulp.

The spicy wine passed through the throat, and bursts of sweetness appeared. After careful sipping, there was a hint of frost and snow. This wine is really wonderful.

There was a rare tenderness in her eyes.